Skeleton Detective Novels & Stories

what will you find but skeletons within All Hearts !!

one of the agents spoke, "He isn't one of us anyway-" "Wait!" Detective Binns pushed through them, holding up a light brown colored file, "Let me help you. Your name is- Celestine... Celestine Baker." Celestine Baker, such a pretty name for a ghoul as myself, could I trust the police, No. Could I trust the detective, Maybe, it's W.I.K.D I didn't trust, but whatever it is, they have in that file, I need it. Putting my lips against Clarke's ears, I smiled, remembering what he told me,

He stared at the skeleton with a puzzled face, and his eyes sparkled like crystal grapes. "This human skeleton can be split freely. Its original owner is a forensic doctor. She has a younger brother who has congenital poliomyelitis and is often bullied by her classmates at school. She can't protect him next to her brother all the time, so she gives her brother the skeleton she used before so that her brother can protect himself. Her brother is now an adult, and he gave the skeleton to the boutique I often go to. Now I'll give it to you, okay? "Elisa said.

A little further, a white skeleton dressed in a red dark coat was detaching. Most of the clothes on the skeletons had rotten, but this particular red coat was made of nylon, so it was in better condition. I got closer and thoroughly cleaned the bones and red coat. It looked like a female skeleton. There were only four finger bones on her left hand and her little finger was missing. I positioned the skeleton in front of Vincent. The lower limbs were missing and only the damaged upper part of the body remained. Vincent's expression changed radically as he stared at the missing finger. He remained silent and his eyes turned red.

ROSE I inhale deeply as the cold water crawls repeatedly across my skin. It's evening already. I spent the entire afternoon looking for clues. Fortunately enough for me, I met an old college friend of mine who's a detective in LA, and he promised to help me find out about Lavender and her supposedly dead kid. In fact, he also said he's been curious about the way the detectives all died. He had wanted to investigate, but the police boldly told him it's not his duty to; that even the families of the deceased aren't worried about it. Somehow, I couldn't help but think this person in question has connections with the police. I couldn't say it to him because it's against the law to accuse a fello

"Felix, is it possible to keep the discovery of the skeleton under wraps for now?" "Sure, we can file the case for now. But can you provide more details about the case? We need more leads to solve this." Felix trusted them and had brought the police dogs based on their intuition. Now that they had uncovered the skeleton, he was curious about how they had known it was here. "Alright, Felix, let’s talk in private," Sebastian said, gesturing for Felix to step aside. He explained to Felix how they had gotten the lead and their suspicions about the case. Felix was shocked after hearing this. "You suspect your uncle?"

Surprisingly they hadn't decomposed. My eyes widened ever so lightly. I walked over to him, my stare fixated on the skeletons. There were three of them. "This one is of a little girl," Jason pointed to the small skeleton compared to the size, " Her ribs were broken." He examined it, his fingers lightly pointing at the crack on the lower bones of the rib. I crouched down opposite to him, the three skeletons laying between us, and then my eyes fell on the gold locket on the skeleton's neck area. The same locket I had seen in the picture on the girl named Orabelle.

No shape could ever truly contain the deep and pervasive horror that Death inspires and to behold it in all its extradimensional glory is to spontaneously fry your brain. In one fluid, memorized motion, Septimus whirls his overcoat off and into the air and a spirit steps out of a wall of monitors to assume the role of a coat-stand. This spirit is fully skeletal; tragically its head is missing so there’s nothing but its spine protruding between the shoulder-blades, making it otherwise perfect as a peg. Septimus tosses his guitar case in the same direction and the decapitated skeleton also catches this out of habit before stiffening ramrod straight like a foot guard at Buckingham Palace.

The best he can do is to play by the rules of the kind family housing him. “Very well then.” Mrs. Willie breaks into a soft smile. “Breakfast is ready,” she said glancing at Jane and then switching back her gaze to Lucas. AT THE MORGUE Detective White makes his way around the morgue cabinets. The corpse of the diener was still lying in the pool of his blood. Detective White inspects the cabinets to know if he could find any clues. However, his expectations weren’t cut off; they are multiple deep scratches on the cabinets. He brought his head close to the first scratch. “This can’t be from a wild bear,” he said.